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:: The One That Got Away ::

May 16th, 2015

:: The One That Got Away ::

It has been a while since I penned an entry.It has been a while since I took some time off, paused a little,And then soaked it all up; the final moments of the night.Just before my shower, I turned on Spotify, andKaty Perry's acoustic version of "The One That Got Away,"Started to play. My favourite KP song.

"In another life, I would be your girlWe keep all our promises, be us against the worldAnd in another life, I would make your staySo I don't have to say you were the one that got awayThe one that got away."

And as I head into the shower, Tigger strutted into the bathroom,Leaped up onto the marble sink, and started to mew.Softly and unaggressively, it felt like he was chiding me for notSpending enough time with him.

I got out of the shower, and while dripping wet,I paused and started to stroke him.Tigger curled with his belly facing up, and started toDo his trademark antic - rubbing his cheek by grabbing one ofHis hind legs with his front paws.

Friday has passed and it's already wee Saturday morning.Tigger came to me again, and rested, with his head,Leaning on a pack of baby wipes.I lingered a little longer in this moment,And then it got away.